She runs away
She has nowhere to go
The tears are falling like rain.
She turns a corner
To find a drunk bum
She thinks 'I must be insane.'
She grabs a broken piece of glass
She feels there is no way.
She jams it into her tiny bruised arm
And falls to the ground.
The red blood is flowing everywhere
She knows not what to do.
She tries to run
But is quite faint
She falls into the arms
Of the drunk man.
She says that she is sorry
There is nothing left for her.
She thought there was no way out
But to do what she did.
She's lying in the man's arms
Bleeding half to death.
All she knows is he is yelling
Trying to save her life.
Her eyelids are closing now
She's feeling extremely weak.
She know she will not make it
She tells the man to leave her be.
She wants to die in peace she says
So he carries her to a lovely flower garden
And that is where she dies in peace.
I wrote this poem when I was in a very dark place. My junior year of high school was a lonely year in terms of having friends to talk on a daily basis. I was just starting to bounce back from having such a shitty year, when my first love showed up and reopened the emotional scars that hadn't fully healed. I'm thankful every day that I had the willpower to not succumb to my dark feelings, and instead put them on paper. If I had given up on life back then, I wouldn't be living a happy life now, with my loving husband and my four beautiful daughters.